This morning at 7:20 my neighbor from two houses down was standing at my back door. They had found Oreo!
Her 48 hour odyssey is over.The lost one is home and we have all learned a sweet lesson about faith and prayer. I can't get the grin off my face. What a blessed way to start our day!
UPDATED TO ADD: Someone asked me in the comments to share the children's reaction to finding Oreo. That was the biggest lesson to me, because last night when R prayed, I cringed. All I could think about was how I was going to 'explain' when God didn't answer. My children, on the other hand, TRULY believed if they asked God it would happen. They were happy...but not at all suprised.